Yuan Xiang lowered his voice and said, "These are the discarded letters written by the Grand Commander..."
Dai Cong asked seriously, "Is it a report to the court?"
Yuan Xiang shook his head: "There is no need for the Grand Commander to write the report to the court personally. I have already asked the chief clerk of the government to draft it and send it out."
"Then..." Dai Cong's expression became more serious: "What on earth has caused the Grand Commander to be so troubled?"
Yuan Xiang moved closer to Dai Cong and whispered, "Our Grand Commander is writing back to the girl he likes..."
The Grand Commander's favorite girl? ! The Grand Commander also has a favorite girl? !
This unexpected answer surprised Dai Cong, but he soon felt it was reasonable.
Looking at the piles of wasted writing paper, it is easy to understand... after all, he was young once too.
No one could refuse such gossip, especially when the subject of the gossip was the superior who had always stayed away from women. Dai Cong glanced in the direction of the study and was not in a hurry to apologize. Instead, he pulled Yuan Xiang away.
Yuan Xiang half-heartedly followed Dai Changshi to the end of the corridor.
"Could it be... the Miss Chang that's been rumored?" Dai Cong asked in a low voice.
"Did Dai Changshi also hear about it in Bingzhou?"
Dai Cong was surprised: "Are those rumors true?"
"That's right..." Yuan Xiang sighed and felt a little sad when he mentioned this: "Our Grand Commander is already 22 years old, and it's not easy for him to open the screen..."
Dai Cong: ... what did you open up to? "I mean I opened up..." Yuan Xiang continued sadly, "Changshi Dai was not in the capital so he didn't see our Grand Commander's worthless look when he asked for Madam Chang's hand in marriage in public."
It really looks like a cabbage that no one wants even if it is given away for free.
Dai Cong looked at the waste letter in his arms and said with emotion: "Although I haven't seen it, it's not difficult to imagine it now..."
"However, Madam Chang does have many outstanding qualities, so it is understandable that the Grand Commander has such symptoms." Although Yuan Xiang felt sad, he also gave an objective evaluation.
Dai Changshi couldn't help but ask: "Does this Madam Chang really dislike the Grand Commander so much?"
It shouldn't be like that, the face is there. When the Grand Commander didn't have a beard, he often felt a little confused when looking at that face.
Seeing Dai Changshi's confusion, Yuan Xiang sighed and said, "It's useless to rely on your face. Madam Chang is the most beautiful woman in the capital. When you look in the mirror every day, I think you can't even appreciate your own face enough."
Dai Cong understood it. Although he could not personally experience the world of good-looking people, he thought that this was due to aesthetic fatigue.
"But I can't say that she dislikes him." Yuan Xiang recalled the cruel scene at the Hibiscus Flower Banquet that day: "Mrs. Chang said that she only regards the Grand Commander as a family member and a close friend."
Looking back to the beginning, the Grand Commander lost his way when he heard the word "family" and took out the bronze talisman to give to them on the spot.
"Don't be afraid. Since you still like me, then there is a chance." Dai Cong asked, "Besides the proposal, what did the Grand Commander do? Have you ever tried to please her or saved her like a hero?"
Yuan Xiang: "I'm not sure if I can cater to his preferences, but I have been a hero saving beautiful girls many times."
Dai Cong showed an expectant look.
Yuan Xiang was very frustrated: "But every time I can't help much, Madam Chang is famous for her literary and painting skills, she is smart enough to convict the saint's nephew, she is also good at playing polo, riding and shooting, and she can even control the warhorse of the late Crown Prince."
After a moment of silence, Dai Cong suddenly looked towards the study and smiled with a hint of realization.
Then he understood...
He had wondered before what kind of girl the Grand Admiral liked, and now he finally understood... It turned out that the Grand Admiral liked the kind of girl who was extremely capable but had no use to him at all!
Yuan Xiang looked at Dai Changshi who was smiling.
Facing Yuan Xiang's resentful look, Dai Changshi asked with a smile, "How will the Grand Commander deal with these discarded letters?"
"The Grand Commander ordered me to burn it." Yuan Xiang hugged it tighter and said cautiously, "Don't be curious, Chief Secretary. The Grand Commander said you are not allowed to peek."
"You and I naturally can't stand it." Dai Changshi said with a smile: "But I do have a suggestion..."
Yuanxiang subconsciously moved closer to listen.
However, Cui Jing in the study room still failed to write a satisfactory reply that day.
He attributed this to being too tired and out of spirits in recent days. In order to avoid saying something wrong in the letter, he took a night's rest, took a shower and changed his clothes before writing the letter again.
While writing the letter, he also instructed Yuanxiang to do one more thing. Although Yuanxiang was confused, he still did it.
An hour later, Yuan Xiang returned and said, "Grand Commander, I have cleaned it according to your instructions."
"Yes." After writing two more letters, Cui Jing finally put the last letter into the envelope and said, "Go get the scissors and needle and thread. I need them."
Yuan Xiang: “……?”
That night, Cui Jing sat under the lamp all night.
…
When the news that the rebellion in Bingzhou had been quelled reached the capital, people in the court and the country felt relieved.
Both Yangzhou and Runzhou fell into the hands of Xu's rebels. The war in the south was already a headache. If Bingzhou was lost again, Dasheng would really be in chaos.
The Emperor of Shengce sent someone to Bingzhou to bring Xiao Chuan to the capital for trial. In her opinion, it was difficult to tell whether the confessions were true or false, and Xiao Chuan needed to be further interrogated.
The imperial envoy who was ordered to escort Xiao Chuan also brought an imperial edict praising Cui Jing.
The Cui family in Anyifang in the capital also received rewards.
The one who came to deliver the reward this time was Yu Zeng, who was the head of the Sigongtai. He would not easily come in person to convey such matters. This trip showed how much the Emperor Shengce valued Cui Jing and Bingzhou.
Everyone sees it and has their own opinion.
In the eyes of most members of the Cui clan, especially Cui Wei, this was a manifestation of the phrase "the empress's minion" being pinned on Cui Jing.
Cui Wei, who has been feeling uneasy recently, simply locked himself in his study and did not show up.
However, Mrs. Lu accepted the reward happily, invited Yu Zeng to have tea, and asked someone to give red envelopes to the eunuchs.
Cui Wei was not at a disadvantage. If he had seen her do this, he would have been so angry that smoke would come out of his head.
After sending Yu Zeng and his party away, Cui Lang held the list of rewards and sighed, "If I were a father, I would kowtow a hundred times in front of the Buddha every day to have such a son..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mrs. Lu glared at her son and lowered her voice, "It's such a happy day, why are you talking about something so unlucky?"
Cui Lang sighed: "I just feel that my father is old, with elderly parents and young children to take care of, how can he still be so depressed."
"Because he has old parents and young children..." Mrs. Lu sighed, "Other people have old parents and young children who need to be taken care of. But your father is different from others. His old parents are capable and his young children are very motivated. Why would he need to take care of them for even a day?"
Cui Lang nodded: "That's right. There are old people above and young children below, and my father has always been the one who is supported... He has never suffered any hardship and has never contributed any effort."
In this sense, my father has redefined what it means to have elderly parents and young children to take care of, which is a very rare phenomenon even in the entire history of human breeding.
To have such a rare blessing in the world, my father must have been accumulating virtue and doing good deeds since Pangu created the world in his previous life, which earned him the opportunity to be reborn as Cui Wei, right?
Thinking of this, Cui Lang felt a little jealous.
Cui Tang said, "Father is alone in the study right now. Should we go over and ask him?"
"Why bother with him? Your father likes quiet time, so let him have it." Lu took the list of rewards and called the steward over.
"Hurry up and send all those gold and silver items to Xuan Ce's mansion and put them in Dalang's private vault, so that these things won't stay in the mansion and pollute the eyes of the master..."
The steward nodded with a stiff smile, saying that the lady was now also well versed in the theory of yin and yang.
Lu also picked out some things that Cui Jing might be able to use and had them all sent to Xuan Ce's mansion.
Over the years, she arranged all the rewards given to Cui Jing by the court in this way.
In her opinion, these were the rewards that Dalang earned by fighting for his life, and after a battle, the credit went to the commander-in-chief, but the families of the dead and wounded soldiers also needed to be comforted. In addition to the pensions sent by the court, Dalang would often provide assistance, which cost a lot.
Dalang had never taken any money from the clan, but instead earned a lot of rewards for the clan. Dalang never divided these up. As the mistress of the family, she had to consider not only the clan but also more for Dalang.
After all, Dalang hasn't married yet! He has to leave enough for his wife.
After arranging the destination of the reward, Lu happily took her two children to the study and wrote a letter to Cui Jing.
This is what Lu had always wanted to do. She had no reason to write to Dalang before, but now it was different. Dalang had called her mother in public! As a mother, it must be reasonable to write a letter to her son who had just experienced a dangerous plot and escaped danger and made great contributions. Lu asked Cui Lang to write and she dictated.
So does Cui Tang.
Cui Lang was very happy at first, but gradually he fell into pain and complained: "...How can you write a letter like this!"
He had already written six pages of letter paper! His hands were about to break, and his mother and sister hadn't even finished talking!
Do they know the difference between writing a letter and writing a storybook?
"We're just getting started now." Cui Tang frowned and looked at his second brother.
They are both brothers, so why is there such a big difference between them?
Some brothers are out there fighting in the fields to save the situation, while some brothers have to cry out loud just to write a letter.
It really fits the conversation she had with her mother last night -
She and her mother lamented that whenever they thought of their eldest brother, they felt that the threshold to be a human being was too high. As a human being, she was really too mediocre.
Her mother comforted her - it's okay, don't you still have your second brother? He will lower the threshold of life to the lowest level. With him around, why are you panicking? Listening to his second brother's complaints, Cui Tang snatched the pen with disdain and wrote it himself.
The Lu family and their two daughters wrote letters until dark, and no one cared to pay attention to Cui Wei.
Cui Wei, who hadn't eaten all day and hadn't waited for anyone to come and comfort him, felt increasingly depressed. In the past, at times like this, his wife would always come to comfort him, or at least personally bring him a bowl of nourishing soup... But now, she didn't even take him seriously?
After further questioning, I found out that Mrs. Lu was busy writing a letter to her eldest son.
Cui Wei: “?!”
It seems that their hearts are all leaning towards that rebellious son!
No one knew or cared what Cui Yan felt that night, but Cui Lang slept soundly knowing that his elder brother was safe.
When he swaggered into the Imperial College the next morning, he was surrounded by his classmates who asked him about his elder brother's deeds in Bingzhou, which made him quite a sensation.
After class, Cui Lang followed Qiao Yubai back, still chattering.
During these days, thanks to his master-disciple relationship with Chang Suining, his own thick skin, and the fearless spirit of "I'm afraid the chief priest doesn't know that students love to eat fish the most", Cui Lang was able to come to the chief priest Qiao for meals after school every day.
When he arrived at the front yard, Cui Lang happened to see Qiao Yumian.
The girl wore an autumn-scented cloak, her hair was neatly combed, and she wore a pair of clean and simple jade hairpins in her hair. She covered her eyes with a piece of moon-white silk and tied it behind her head.
"Miss Qiao!" Cui Lang walked over quickly with a smile, looked at the things tied on her eyes, and asked the reason.
"It was Doctor Sun who told me to do that." Qiao Yumian said, "I occasionally felt a strong light flashing before my eyes these past two days, so Doctor Sun asked me to cover my eyes."
"Strong light?" Cui Lang was pleasantly surprised: "Miss Qiao, can you see the light?"
Qiao Yumian smiled: "I can't see anything yet, but Doctor Sun said... it should be a sign of improvement."
She didn't hold out hope at first, but the occasional flash of strong light was unprecedented. Perhaps the doctor Ningning found for her really had extraordinary skills.
"That's great!" Cui Lang was overjoyed. "Maybe it won't be long before Miss Qiao can see the light again!"
Qiao Yubai looked over - why did he feel that Cui Liulang's excitement was no less than that of his brother?
Qiao Yumian did not respond, but only showed a hint of expectant smile.
To be honest, she has always been curious about what Cui Liulang, who is standing in front of her, looks like.
She had a vague idea in her mind, but she didn't know if it was realistic.
She really hoped...that one day she could see it with her own eyes.
Cui Lang and his companions walked forward while talking, but when they arrived in front of the dining hall, they heard Xi Zhiyuan coming.
To Cui Lang and Qiao Yubai's surprise, Xi Zhiyuan actually came to say goodbye.
Cui Lang: "Are you going back to Dongluo?"
"Yes, we will leave in the next two days." Xi Zhiyuan explained, "There are some urgent matters at home."
"Then after this is done, will you come back?"
"I probably won't be able to come back in the short term." Xi Zhiyuan looked at his classmates with a smile, as if promising: "But I think we will definitely see each other again in the future."
He should have set off ten days ago when he received the "letter from home" from Dong Luo.
He originally wanted to wait for the girl to come back and say goodbye to her in person before leaving, but until today there is still no news of her returning to Beijing, and his business can no longer be delayed.
Cui Lang was very reluctant to let you go: "You are leaving too, and I don't know when Master will be back... I am afraid that our Wuer Club will not have enough people to play polo in the future."
Qiao Yubai also sighed softly in his heart.
He now has a rough idea that Ningning may not come back in the short term.
Those days when we played polo together by the river may hardly come back.
Many years later, when Qiao Yubai looks back, he will realize more clearly that this period of time is like a distinct dividing river. On one side of the river is the carefree and relaxed youth, while on the other side, the young people will each rush towards completely different lives.
But just as Xi Zhiyuan said at this time - we will definitely see each other again in the future.
…
Half a month ago, Li Lu left Beijing and returned to Yizhou to visit his sick mother and prepare for his wedding with Prime Minister Ma Wan.
Not long after Li Lu left, it was the day for Ming Luo to leave for the marriage. As the marriage party was heading out of the capital, Ming Luo, who was sitting in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked at the towering city gate of the capital with reluctance.
…
On the same day that the news of the quelling of the rebellion in Bingzhou reached Xuanzhou, Chang Suining received a letter delivered by express horse from Bingzhou.
But it's more than just letters.
She opened the heavy little box that came with the package with her own hands.
Good night everyone~
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